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IN FRONT OF YORKTOWN. j
INCIDENTS AND ANECDOTES OF THES1EGE. '
Up hi a Balloon A Narrow EM-ape-IH:., Dig. Dig How j
the Coffee wa Settled-nigging Out a Rifleman. ,
"Lights Out!" "Scratch a Match !M
For The National Tribune.
On the 10th of April, 1862, the Union Army
upon the Peninsula wsis posted as follows: Ileintz- '
elman's Corps, (the Third), composed of rollers. '
Hookers, and Hamilton's divisions in front of
Yorktown, extending, in the order named, from the
mouth of Wormley's Creek on the York River to
the Warwick Road, opposite Wynn's Mills. Sum
ner's (Second) Corps Sedg wicks division only .
having arrived on the left of Hamilton, extend- '
ing down to Warwick and opposite Wynn's Mills
works. The Fourth Corps, under General Keyes,
(Smith's, Couch's, and Casey's divisions), on the '
left of Sedgwick, facing Lee's Mills and the rebel t
works in that vicinity on the west hank of the '
After various reconnoissances in different direc
tions along the Rebel front, it was decided by the
commanding general that the works were too
strong to be earned by assault, at least without '
great loss of life, and therefore preparations were
at once begun to lay siege to the Confederate
stronghold. Upon the right of the Union line (
nearest the York River, and immediately in front
of the chief rebel defenses entrenchments were ,
thrown up, roads built, and parallels started at ,
an early day, and by the middle of April consid
erable progress had been made. Further towards
the left the same activity had prevailed, but owing
to the low, swampy condition of the country and
heavy timber the advance was less rapid. !
On the 16th of April, Gen. W. F. Smith, com
manding the Second division of the Fourth Corps .
was directed to make a reconnoissance in force in j
the direction of Lee's Mills, and he assigned the t
duty of feeling the enemy to the Second brigade,
Gen. Brooks, with Mott's battery, (First N. Y. Artil
lery), with the First brigade, Gen. W. S. Hancock,
and Ayre's (Fifth U. S.) and Wheeler's (First N. Y. j
Artillery) batteries, in support. The Third bri
gade, Gen. Davidson, was yet farther in the rear,
with Kennedy's battery in reserve. Mott's bat- ,
S'tOiHi'ir'sJud-iiosii-iorL-iiv the timbering-
ing the Warwick and opened fire, doing good exe
cution, and subsequently, the enemy having been ,
discovered occupying a
LINE OF BIFLE-PITS
on the opposite bank, several companies of the j
Fourth Vermont were ordered to cross the stream
and endeavor to dislodge them. In front of the
Vermonters was a dam, and over this they made
their way in gallant style under a heavy fire.
Meanwhile the rebel artillery was not idle, shell
and shrapnel were sent screaming into the woods
where Smith's Second brigade lay, and the contest
soon extended so as to include the Second and
portions of the Third brigade with the batteries
of Ayresand Wheeler. ;
The conflict began a little after ten o'clock in .
the forenoon, and continued until near nightfall. (
The struggle was to gain a lodgement upon the
west bank of the Warwick, which was, in fact, t
temporarily accomplished, and the enemy driven
from their first line of rifle-pits. Owing, however,
to the isolated position and the contiguity of
stronger works covering the outer line, the Union
troops were forced to fall back, which they did ,
with some loss, but in good order. The water in ,
the stream had, in the interval, been raised by (
means of a system of dams, so that as the Yer-
monters retired, several were drowned in addition
to those who were shot and wounded. ,
The affair not only developed the location and '
strength of the foe, but also enabled General Smith
to materially advance and fortify his new position.
From that time on similar demonstrations from
one side or the other vere of almost daily and
nightly occurrence. Now on the right, then on
the left or centre, sometimes along the whole line,
strong detachments of the Union or Rebel armies
would move from their works against the oppos
ing force. And all the while, night and day. it was
DIG, DIG, DIG,
to the deep toned boom of the Confederate cannon,
and the staccato music of bursting shells. One
feature of the siege operation was the balloon of
Professer Lowe, which made daily ascensions from
its pit upon the right, and not far from Wynn's ,
Mills. One day General F. J. Porter, director of ,
the siege, who had been specially requested so to
do by General McClellan, was about to make an
ascent with the professor, and had already taken
his place in the car of the balloon which was in
flated ami held steady by a single guy rope, in
stead of three, as v:is customary.
By some means the rope parted, and the Gen
eral shot up into space at a rapid rate without his
companion. Up, up, the atrial craft went, until it
seemed to be at least half a mile above the earth,
and then getting in the current of a breeze blow
ing westward, it sailed rapidly directly over York
town. Immediately the Rebels opened on it with
small arms, and, judging from the rapid manner
in which the sand ballast was thrown overboard,
some of the bullets must have cut rather close.
The whole army apparently were out to witness
the affair, and probably 80,000 men never thought
to see either balloon or occupant return in safety.
In the course of half an hour a higher current had
been readied, and the gigantic silken ship of the
"TO CARE FOR HIM
air, apparently grown to less than half its real size,
began retracing its course. As it slowly sailed to
the eastward General Porter was seen, by aid of
CLIMRING UP THE RIGGING
which connected the ear to the balloon, which
presently, when almost directly over the spot from
whence it started, began a rapid descent. When
it was within a few hundred feet of the ground
the Rebels opened on it again, not only with mus
ketry, but also one or two pieces of artillery, which,
however, did no harm. It came down with a rush,
and as the car struck the earth n ith a thump, out
tumbled the General heels over head, while the
craft, after dragging along for some distance, was
finally captured and tied down in its proper place.
Those who were near when the tnn eler alighted,
say that his first words were " catch that d d old
caboose ! ' Whether he was truthfully reported or
not does not appear, but one thing is certain : he
had a narrow escape, for, as it was afterwards as
certained, the valve, by means of which the flight
could be controlled to some extent, had gotten
entangled in some way, so that he was enabled to
manipulate it only by climbing up to it some ton
feet above the car.
During the time he was over Yorktown, the
General busied himself with book and pencil,
noting down every detail of the works, and the
information gained proved of great value in the
conduct of the siege.
Another incident more laughable than the pre
ceding occurred during the progress of the siege
and will bear relating. The Ninth Massachu
setts (Irish) Regiment were in the trenches, hav
ing gone out the night previous, and about day
light the company cooks brought hot coffee from
camp. One company had nearly finished its al
lotted task, and when the coffee came a war of
words ensued as to whether it should be drunk
while hot or left until the work was done, and
then taken at leisure.
THE FOUR LARGE CAMP KETTLES
full of the black decoction were resting upon
the bank back of the ditch that had been dug, and
while the discussion was going on and getting hot
ter and hotter, "Old Magruder," the name given
by the boys to a 60-pounder in the rebel works,
opened fire. The first shell cut through the loose
earth thrown up by the disputatious Irishmen,
almost burying them beneath in avalanche o.dirt.
struck the kettles, knocking them into all sorts of
shapes and sprinkling their contents pretty much
everywhere. " Be Jabers ; that settles it to wunst,"
yelled one of the Emerald Islanders, "and be dad
it's the last toime Ould Magruder shall iver settle
a sup o' coffee for me."
Yet another incident worth mentioning occurred
later on. In front of Yorktown and but a few
hundred yards from the works stood and old
chimney, and a short distance from it a large tree,
the trunk of which was hollow. The opening in
both chimney and tree faced the Confederates,
and by knocking out a brick and boring a hole in
the shell of the tree two good covershad been
constructed for their sharp shooters. It was al
most certain death or wounding for a man to be
on picket, much less undertake to open a ditch
airywhere in that vicinity. Various individual
attempts had been made by different persons to
drive out the rebels from behind especially the
chimney, but in each instance the person who
ventured on the undertaking had come to grief.
A sharp shooter belonging to Col. Berdan's regi
ment had one night crawled up to within twenty
or thirty yards of it, when the fatal rifle cracked
and he never came back. The next morning his
comrades discovered him, crouched upon hands
and knees, his head
RESTING UPON THE EARTH, DEAD.
It was finally resolved to attempt the capture
of these obstacles to successful operations, by run
ning a parallel, and the duty was assigned to de
tachments of the Thirteenth N. Y., Second Maine,
Twenty-second Mass., and perhaps some men from
one or two other regiments. They set out at about
ten o'clock at night. It was exceedingly dark,
threatening rain, when the detail moved over
Wormley's Creek into the outer parallel and began
running a trench that would pass just to the east
ward or left of the chimney, and, when extended,
effectually enfilade and render it untenable.
Everything went on swimmingly for about an
hour. Each man staked off his ground and began
digging as if for dear life. All at once, without
any preliminary demonstration, there was a blind
ing flash, a rattle of musketry, the roar of cannon,
and the whistling of bullets and screaming grape
and caninster made it known that the enemy were
upon them. "Lights out" shouted the voice of
some joker in the shallow ditch. "Lights out be
d d " responded another
"scratch a match."
But it was no time for joking. A sharp conflict
was progressing and the darkness was so intense
that the sense of sight w:is useless, except when
aided by the momentary flashes of the guns. The
affair lasted for perhaps half an hour, and then
the fatigue party fell back upon the picket lines
to the rear, having met with some casualties by
the way, but which, probably owing to the dark
mantle that enveloped friend and foe were com
The next night the same detail were ordered
out again and succeeded in completing the under
taking, and from that time on no further trouble
was experienced from the "Johnnies" in that par
WHO HAS BORNE THE BATTLE, AND FOR HIS WIDOW AND ORPHANS.
D. C, SATURDAY, AUGUST 27, 1881.
THE SPOT WHERE "STONEWALL" FELL
KeenanS Good-By The Hide to Death A Gallant Charge,
Ten Mlimte Gained, and Pleasonton is Read) for
the Foe Once 3Iorc the Army' is Saved !
G. M., in Philadelphia Times.
Chancellorsville is a desolated' clearing on the
southern edge of the Wilderness. Time was when
a hundred Virginians of the firsLfamilies clinked
glasses in the long dining hall of the hostelrie,
and many a day did Jefferson, Madison, and those
who came after take noontide rest under the sur
rounding elms. But the planks of the plank road
are gone. Coaches-and-four no longer shake dust
from the shallow ruts of the pik'e, and lovers no
longer seek the cross-roads tavern as the half-way
to Gretna Green. In the old days the Chancellor
House was a massive brick building, shaped like
a squat T. Around it on every side were level
fields that stretched for a quarter of a mile or
more, while three important stage roads came to
gether in front of the yard. Now, only one-third
of the building the northern end stands, and
even that had to be re-erected after battle, shat
tered and bullet pierced. From the northern end
of this poor remnant of the ruined inn stick out
five pieces of shrapnel bolts that, as Mr. Oliver
fears, may yet play the mischief. Above these
grim things is a ragged rent in the gable end near
the roof, showing where shells knocked for ad
mission, as they paused in their screaming flight
eighteen years ago. The porch pillar, near which
Hooker had the misfortune to stand when it was
shattered by a round-shot, was destroyed by the
fire, and in the places of the pillars are wooden
columns freshly painted, and without a scratch.
In the yard the visitor sees the outlines of the old
house marked by shrubs, weeds, and stray bricks,
while a dozen sweet hollyhocks growing near the
porch remain as sentinels of garden beauties long
THE SPOT WHERE JACKSON FELL.
The sun is overhead, as the lazy horses, white
with lather, jog along a level road between two
cornfields, and come once more to where trees
grow thicklv on either side. Thus moving in the
midst of timber for somewhere near a half mile,
we come to a big stone planted .steadfastly by the
Toa"dside. Cato is nodding, a5ul T hit him a smart
crack with a soldier's skull which Farmer Oliver
gave me, and the points of which I had been
studying since we left Hooker's shattered head
quarters behind. Cato gave a grunt and a jerk
and mumbling : " I'se mos' asleep," spied the stone.
Then it was amusing to watch the change come
over the darkey's dull expanse of jaw and lip.
He lifted his eyebrows, showed his teeth, and
said, with animation :
" Bress my soul, us am right heah."
" What's ' heah ? ' What's that stone for? '"
" Doan yo' know, sah, what dat are 'markable
stone am 'tendin to 'memmerate ?"
"No, what is it?"
" Dar's whar Gennul Stonewall was kilt. Moss
Tucker Lacey, de preacher up dar by Wilderness
sto', he put dat ar stone dar, sah."
I remember that Jackson clung to life for sev
eral days after he had been wounded, but by fur
ther questioning I learned that this was the sjiot
where the bleeding warrior fell from his horse in
the very hour of his crowning triumph. The
stone is a rough block of white flint, quarried
here in the Wilderness. It stands three feet eijjht
inches high, and is two feet ten inches in breadth.
Its surface shows dents and scars wherefrom lov
ing pilgrims have scaled bits of it as relics, and
all around are smaller pieces of hard rock that
have been used as hammers with which to crack
it. Immediately around the stone the ground is
in small undergrowth, huckleberry bushes, chin
capins, and the like, but at a few feet it is encom
passed by pines and oaks of large growth.
BULLET MARKS IN RED OAK.
Between the stone and the road is a red oak of
such size that it must ha e sprung up thirty years
ago. I noticed a dozen or more bullet holes in
this oak, and asked Cato why they were there.
His reply, that they came with the volley by
which Jackson was killed, seemed to be disproved
by the fresh appearance of the holes.
" 1 low can that be ? " I asked. " The holes look
as though they were made within the last year."
"Easy 'nu ft sah, easy 'null" Cato said with a
hearty he-haw of a laugh; "doan yo' see, sah,
dat de volley come from de No'rf, where de rebels
was? 'en doan yo' see dat de visters heah hab bin
pickin' wid dere pen-knives at dem bullet-holes
lookin' fur relics?" Then I understood : the bul
let marks had been kept fresh for nearly a score
of years by such of the great leader's admirers as
hungered to bear away with them the fellow bits
of lead of those that flew to their deadly work so
long ago. And this is the place where Jackson,
for the first time, grew weak! The silent woods
are around. The stone is as still as though the
bones of the man of fame were beneath. Sqirrels
skii) over it. Bucks and does rub lazily against it,
and acorns dropping from the boughs above, lose
their cups as they crack against its brown sides.
Cato is asleep over by Jackson's stone as I come
out upon one of the J lazel Grove clearings more
than a half mile to the west. While I rest here
alone among rank dock weeds that cover the
ruins of a parapet, the flesh creeps to think of the
mad thing that Keenan started from this very
spot to do. Daylight fades now as it did then.
A red moon looks through the tree tops, and on
that May evening eighteen years ago her light
was no less reflective of fiery clouds down by the
path of the sun. Twelve thousand panic-stricken
men are pressing down the road, through the
woods and across the fields in utter rout, each
eager to save himself and reckless of the fate of
others. Pleasonton, riding wildly on a horse
flecked with foam, strives to stem the tide of
Howard's flight and to meet the terrific onslaught
of Jackson's victorious men. He looks here and
there for Keenan, and finding him says: " Major,
you must charge the enemy. Save me ten min
utes to get my guns ready; go, Keenan!" The
young Philadelphian, in peace as soft-hearted as
a girl, generous, chivalric, the pride of the cav
alry, knows that it is certain death, but if Pleas
onton is willing to sacrifice his right arm the
right arm is ready, and Keenan, with a smile,
says: "I will."
RIDING DOWN TO DEATH.
Then Keenan takes a grip upon his reins, says
jocularly "good-by" and wheels his horse with
such a touch as the beast never felt before. He
nods as he passes Huey and a moment thereafter
says: " Cavalry, charge! " and so quiet is his voice
that the three hundred troopers barely hear it in
the great uproar. But what terrible words to say!
The men know the grit of them, and if any one
of the three hundred pales at the awful thing
about to be done there is no sign of it to Pleason
ton, watching eagerly but in perfect confidence as
they respond. In headlong drive the squadrons
cut a swath from the mass of fugitives and come
to the edge of the woods. The pause there is for
a moment as then Keenan and Huey ride abreast
into a narrow road and the cavalrymen follow
two by two. Caps are raked oft by the brush
wood, faces are scratched and torn by the hang
ing briars, but Keenan rides fast and all come
after. From the right now and then whistles up
a handful of bullets and a dozen saddles are
emptied, but no notice is taken of the skirmish
ers, and so Keenan, wheeling to the left, dashes
into the plank road. And what a sight is before
him! Line upon line of Jackson's veterans
great hosts of them are coming on the double
quick straight up the road. Keenan throws aside
his cap, shouts "Sabres!" and spurs his horse
plumb into the wall of bayonets. The first bat
talions are blinded by one flash and-another and
nearly half of the three hundred falltbut Keenan,
Huey, Arrowsmith. and Haddock, backed by their
comrades, gather their horses up under them and
strike such hot blows that they shock the oncom
ing line for a thousand yards on either side. It
is tooth to tooth. Never before did three hun
dred men cast themselves with such true aim and
so impetuously against twenty thousand victori
ous and advancing veterans. They struck the
head and front of the moving mass and cleft it
like a thunderbolt.
"And full in the midst rose Keenan, tall
In the jjloom like a martyr, awaiting his fall,
While the circle-stroke of hi sabre, swung
'Round his head, like a halo there luminous hunje."
OVER K KENAN'S DEAD BODY.
But though Jackson recovers from the shock
and pushes on over the prostrate bodies of Kee
nan, Ale Vicar, Arrowsmith, Haddock, and their
comrades, ten full minutes have passed and not a
moment has Pleasonton been idle. He gathers
about him twenty-one guns, double-shotted, and
set steadfastly to sweep the approach. He bides
his time until the enemy shall appear. Here they
come, fresh from the taking of Keenan's blood,
wild with the news of Jackson's death wound,
swarming in deep masses, waving a dozen battle
flags, keen, eager, thirsty. Pleasonton opens.
Every gun speaks on the instant a lurid flash,
a crash, a roar, live thunder voiced a hundred
fold ! Hooker, among the desperate fugitives of
the Eleventh Corps, a mile away, hears and re
joices. A hundred and twenty thousand soldiers
feel that some good is being done at last. Berry
and Birney, Sickles and Geary see, from the burn
ing sky, a new daylight spring up in the dusk, and
they place their legions at Pleasonton's back with
the thought that once more the army is saved.
It is too dark to see the ruins of parapets, the
old graveyard and the well full of war relics on
Fairview crest, and I go back to Cato. That
sleepy citizen puts his whip down with a mean
ing and we leave behind us Jackson's stone, the
Dowdall clearing, the old Wilderness church, and
come to the Wilderness store. In less than an
hour the horses have taken us from one battle
field to another. Just down the road is the place
where Lee whipped Hooker, and here in this
upland forest is the place where, a year later. Lee
tried so hard to throttle Grant.
PICTURE OF THE GRAND REVIEW.
James E. Taylor, of New York, recently finished
for the headquarters of the army in this city a
water-color representing the grand review which
took place here in in 1865. General Sherman, in
whose office it hangs, has written to say that he
is highly pleased with it. lie praises it from a
military and historic standpoint.
GOING TO YORKTOWN,
The Thirteenth Regiment New York National
Guard has decided to go to Yorktown as repre
senting the Empire State. The cost, which will
lie about $20,000, is to be met by private effort.
The members of the regiment and of the veteran
corps are to be assesssed $15 a head, and a fair is
to be held early in October next toward defraying
VOL. I No. 2.
INDIANS ON THE WAR PATH.
THE RECENT OUTBREAK IN NEW MEXICO.
Severe Fisht with the Hotiles Lieutenant Smith and
Four Jlen of the Ninth Cavalry Killed and Several
Wouuded Dinimick and Taj lor in Pursuit.
Recent reports from Santa Fe give the follow
ing account of the fight with hostiles in Lake Val
ley: Lieutenant Smith and his force of twenty
men had been on the trail several days, and by
forced marches overtook the Indians near Mc
Evers's ranch, in the Lake Valley district. The
Indians were strong in numbers, and Smith at
tacked them, expecting reinforcements from
troops who were following some distance be
hind. His men were being rapidly shot down
when, at a critical moment. George Daly, with
his force of twenty miners, arrived and joined in
the fight, and the Indians were routed with great
loss. They, however, carried off their dead and
wounded, so that the exact loss could not be as
certained. The whites lost George Daly, Lieu
tenant Smith, and four men killed and eleven
wounded. The killed and wounded, except Daly,
are all supposed to be ex-soldiers. Smith was
one of the best officers in the Ninth Cavalry, had
been engaged in several Indian campaigns, and
was several times during the war bre vetted for
bravery. Lieutenant Dinimick, with his com
pany of cavalry, and Lieutenant Taylor, with
twenty Indian scouts, who were but a few hours
behind Nana's main band, arrived during the
evening, and without stopping continued the
pursuit, and came up with the savages on the
16th, having quite a fight with them.
The hostiles are near the Mexican line, evi
dently making for Chihuahua, and are well
armed and mounted. A company of cavalry has
been ordered to guard Hillsborough and Lake
Valley settlements, and if possible cut off or
hold Nana's band until Taylor and Dinimick over
Colonel Hatch is on his way with reinforce
ments, and will probably reach the scene of
operations by the 17th.
THE GROVE WHERE REYNOLDS FELL,
The Gettysburg Battlefield Association has ob
tained possession of the grove where General
Reynolds fell, Little Round Top, the north 'slope
of Round Top, the park opposite the National
Cemetery, McKnight's and Culp's Hills, making
in all about 120 acres, and comprising the points
of greatest interest on the scene of the great bat
tle. It has been decided by the association to
open an avenue near what was the line of battle
of the Eleventh Corps, and also along the line of
Hayes's Division of the Second Corps, past the
spot where Longstreet's famous assault was re
pulsed ; thence following the rear of the line of
Gibbon's Division and Stannard's Vermont Bri
gade, passing where Hancock was wounded on
tne third day. A graded path has just been fin
ished to the summit of Round Top proper, where
the association has built an observatory, from
which a commanding view of the Avhole field and
a great sweep of country may be obtained.
STATISTICS OF BREAD STUFFS.
Acting Chief of the Bureau of Statistics, J. N.
Whitney, furnishes to the Secretary of the Treas
ury advance statements of the exports of domestic
breadstuffs, barley, Indian corn, Indian corn meal,
oats, rye, wheat, and wheat flour, from the United
States for July, 1881, and the seven months ended
July 31, 1881. The exports for July, 1881, were
valued at $19,981,792. as against $31,229,677 for
July, 1880. For the seven months ended July231
1881, the value of exports was $131,962,709 as
against $153,586,362 for the same period in 1S80.
The most of the decline in July, 1881, is in wheat,
there being a falling off from July. 1880, of 8,573,
142 in bushels, and $9,786,727 in money. For the
seven months ended July 31, 1881, the value of
the corn exports as compared with the same period
last year, fell off $13,437,311, and wheat, $13,721,
903, while the value of wheat flour exports in
creased nearly $5,000,000.
TOBACCO GOING TO SPAIN.
The Spanish Government, which monopolizes
the manufacture and importation of tobacco in
Spain, has recently awarded the contract for the
supply of tobacco grown in the United States to
Louis Aranjo y Costa, of Madrid. The quantity
of tobacco required is 9,000,000 kilogrammes, or
about 13,000 hogsheads. Messrs. Galgey ec Casado,
commission merchants of this city, have been des
ignated by Senor Aranjo y Costa as his agents to
procure the tobacco in the United States, and to
ship it to Spain. Yesterday they made charters
with the steamers Gardenia and Coronillo, now in
this port, to carry cargoes of tobacco to Spain at
37s. 6d. per hogshead. The Spanish Government
makes separate contracts for the quantities of
tobacco required from Cuba, Porto Rico, and Ma
nilla, respectively. The American tobacco will be
of four grades, known in the trade as "selections,"
"medium leaf," "common leaf," and "lugs."
Under an old Spanish law the gnnvth of tobacco
in Spain, though feasible, is interdicted. N. Y.
General John A. Logan will address the sol
diers of Kansas on the 19th, 20th, and 21st of